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L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 

(THE  SPANISH  HOUK) 

AN  OPERA  IN  ONE  ACT 

BY 

FRANC  NOHAIN 


MUSIC   BY 

M.  RAVEL 


English  Version  Copyright,  1919,  by  Fred  Rullman,  Inc. 


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ARGUMENT 


Torquemada,  a  Spanish  Clockmaker,  is  seated  in  front  of  his 
shop  when  Ramiro,  a  muleteer  in  the  government  employ,  enters  to 
have  his  watch  repaired.  While  Torquemada  is  working  on  the  watch, 
Conception,  his  wife,  comes  in  to  remind  him  that  he  has  forgotten 
his  regular  weekly  task,  that  of  regulating  the  municipal  clocks.  He 
leaves  in  haste,  asking  Ramiro  to  wait  for  his  watch  until  he  returns. 
Conception  is  very  much  disturbed  by  Ramiro's  remaining  in  the 
shop,  and  is  thinking  how  to  get  rid  of  him,  as  she  is  awaiting  Gon- 
zalve,  an  ardent  admirer  of  hers.  There  are  two  large  Catalan  clocks 
in  the  shop  which  Conception  has  been  anxious  to  get  for  her  own 
room.  She  decides  to  make  use  of  Ramiro  by  getting  him  to  carry 
one  of  the  clocks  into  her  room,  thereby  getting  rid  of  him  for  some 
time,  so  that  she  can  remain  alone  with  Gonzalve.  Ramiro  leaves 
with  the  clock  on  his  shoulder,  just  as  Gonzalve  enters.  Gonzalve 
begins  to  recite  poetry  to  Conception,  and  to  get  him  up  into  her 
room  without  Ramiro's  knowledge,  she  hides  him  in  the  other  clock. 
When  Ramiro  returns,  she  sends  him  back  for  the  first  clock,  so  as 
to  make  room  for  the  clock  in  which  Gonzalve  is  hidden.  Ramiro  goes 
back  and  forth  from  the  shop  to  her  room  with  the  clocks  on  his 
shoulder,  without  uttering  a  word  of  protest,  and  Conception  mar- 
vels at  his  patience,  and  admires  his  strength  very  much.  Don  Inigo 
Gomez,  another  admirer  of  Conception,  now  enters  and  also  makes 
love  to  her,  but  she  repulses  him.  Inigo  conceals  himself  in  the  other 
clock,  much  to  the  dismay  of  Conception,  when  she  discovers  it.  She 
becomes  very  much  bored  by  her  two  lovers,  and  invites  Ramiro  to 
her  room,  leaving  the  other  two  hidden  in  the  clocks.  While  she 
is  gone  with  Ramiro,  and  just  as  Gonzalve  and  Inigo  are  about  to 
leave  their  hiding  places,  Torquemada  returns.  They  explain  that 
they  are  anxious  to  buy  the  clocks  and  have  been  examining  them, 
and  they  each  buy  one  of  the  clocks. 


The  Spanish  Hour 


1134458 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


La  boutique  (fun  horloger  espagnol, 
port  an  fond  a  gauche,  large  fe- 
netre  an  fond  au  milieu,  a  gauche 
escalier  ntenant  a  Vappartement  de 
CoNCEPCiON^  a  droite  an  premief 
plan  deux  grandes  horloges  catala^ 
nes  c'e'st  a  dire  normandes,  ca  et  la 
des  automates:  un  oiseau  des  ties, 
tin  petit  coq,  des  marionettes  a  mu- 
siques — Au  lever  du  rideau,  Tor- 
QiUEMADA,  le  dos  toumc  au  public, 
est  assis  devant  son  etabli.  On  en- 
tend  les  balanciers  qui  s'agitent,  et 
toutes  le's  pendules  de  la  boutique 
sonnent  des  heures  diffcrentes. 

SCfiNE  I. 
Ramiro   {entrant). 

Senor  Torquemada,  horloger  de  To- 
lede. 

Torquemada. 
Torquemada,  c'est  moi,  Monsieur. 

Ramiro. 
Ma  montre,  a  chaque  instant  s'arrete. 

TORQTJEMADA. 

Voila  qui  va  des  mieux,  voila  qui  va 
des  mieux. 

Ramiro. 

Or,  je  suis  a  votre  service, 
Muletier  du  gouvernment 
Connaitre  I'heure  exactement 
En   consequence   est  mon    office 
Car   chaque   jour,   a   heure   fixe 
Mes  mulcts  doivent,  sur  leur  dos, 
Emporter  les  colis  postaux. 

Torqiuemada. 

Voyons  la  montre 

(//  la  prend  et  l' examine). 
Elle  est  de  style! 

Ramiro   (graz'ement). 
Oui,  c'est  un  bijou  de  famille, 
Mon  oncle,   le  toreador, 
Par  elle   fut  sauve  des  cornes  de  la 
mort. 

X 


Aux  arenes  de  Barcelone 

Alors  que  le  taureau   fongait, 

Cette  montre  en  son  gousset, 

Le  preserva  du  coup  de  corne ; 

Mais  si  le  monstre  par  la  montre  fut 

arrete 
C'est   a   present   la   montre   qui   s'ar- 
rete. 

Torquemada. 
Nous  allons  done  la  demonter 

Concepcion 
(Dans  la  coidisse). 
Totor! 

Torquemada 

On  m'appelle.  .  .ma  femme.  . . 

Totor  est  de  Torquemada, 
Le  diminutif  plein  de  charme 

SCfiNE  IL 

Concepcion    (entrant). 

Eh!  quoi!  vous  n'etes  point  parti? 
L'etourderie  est  sans  egale! 
\'ous  souvient  il  plus  qu'aujourd'hui 
If    faut    aller    regler    comme    chaque 

jeudi 
Les  horloges  municipales? 

Torq-uemada 
Mais  quelle  heure  est  il  done? 

Ramiro. 
Comment  ? 

Torqiuemada. 

Que  voulez  vous! 

Les  horloges,  Monsieur,  on  n'entend 

plus  leurs  coups : 
Ce  serait  a  devenir  fou! 

Concepcion 
(Montrant  les  horloges). 
Pourquoi,  depuis  que  je  vous  en   re- 
clame  une    pour   ma    chambre   a 
coucher 
Garder  ici  ces  deux  horloges  catalanes! 

TOROtUEMADA. 

Si  VOUS  croyez  que  c'est  leger, 
Une  horloge,  et  facile  a  prendre! 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


The  shop  of  a  Spanish  clockmaker; 
a  door  at  the  back  left,  a  large  zvin- 
dozi'  at  the  back  center,  at  the  left  a 
staircase  leading  to  the  apartment 
of  Conception;  to  the  right  on  the 
first  floor  tivo  large  Catalan  clocks, 
i,  e.,  Norman,  here  and  there  some 
automatics ;  a  bird  of  passage,  a 
little  rooster,  some  musical  marion- 
ette's— .  At  the  rising  of  the  cur- 
tain, ToROUEMADA,  his  back  to  the 
audience,  is  seated  before  his  store. 
The  moi'ement  of  pendidums  is 
heard,  and  all  the  clocks  in  the  shop 
strike  different  hours. 

SCENE  I. 

Ramiro  {entering). 

Senor    Torquemada,     clockmaker    of 
Toledo! 

Torquemada. 
Torquemada,  that's  me,  Monsieur! 

Ramiro. 
My  watch  stops  every  second. 

Torquemada. 
Here  is  one  that  will  go  better. 

Ramiro. 

I'm  at  your  service, 

A  muleteer  in  government  employ, 

Consequently,  it  behooves  me  to  know 

Always  the  exact  time ; 

For  each  day,  at  a  set  hour, 

My  mules  must  carry,  on  their  backs. 

The  parcels  of  the  mail. 

Torquemada. 
Let  us  see  the  watch. 

{He  takes  it  and  examines  it). 
Quite  styHsh. 

Ramiro  {gravely). 
Yes,  it  is  a  family  treasure. 
My  uncle,  the  toreador. 
Was  saved  by  it  from  the  horns  of 
death. 


In   the  arena   of   Barcelona 
W^hile  the  bull  was  rushing  upon  him. 
This  watch,  in  the  gusset  of  his  shirt, 
Saved    him    from    the   thrust   of    the 

horn ; 
But  if  the  beast  was  then  stopped  by 

the  watch, 
It  is  now  the  watch  which  stops  itself. 

Torquemada. 
Now  we'll  take  it  apart. 
Conception 
{Behind  the  scenes).    . 
Totor! 

Torquemada. 

My  wife.  .  .   calls  me.  .  . 

'Totor'  is  the  charming  pet  name 

Formed    from   Torquemada. 

SCENE  II. 

Conception   {entering). 

Eh!    What,  not  yet  gone? 

This  carelessness  doth  pass  belief! 

Hast   forgotten  that  today. 

Like   every   Thursday,    'tis   necessary 

to  go 
To  regulate  the  municipal  clocks? 

Torquemada. 
What  o'clock  is  it  then? 


Ramiro. 


Pardon? 


Torquemada. 

The    clocks,    Monsieur,    their    strokes 

are  no-  longer  audible. 
'Twill  drive  me  mad. 

Conception 

{Pointing  to  the  clocks.) 

Why  should  you  keep  here  those  two 

Catalan  clocks, 
After  I   have  already  asked    for  one 
for   my  bedroom? 

Torquemada. 

Perhaps  you  think  it  is  light, 
Perhaps  you  think  it  is  easy  to  carry  a 
clock. 

X 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


CONCEPCION 

{Avec  un  mepris  tres  significatif  et  a 

mi-voix). 
De   force  musculaire,   oui.   vous  avez 

sujet 
De  vous  montrer  avare,  ou,  du  moins. 

menager : 
\'ous  n'en  avez  pas  a  revendre! 

{Haut). 
Mais  plus  longtemps  ne  faites  pas  at- 

tendre 
Les  balanciers  municipaux. 

TORQ'UEMADA 

(S'apprctant  a  sortir). 
J'ai  mes  outils  ?     J'ai  mon  chapeau ? 

Ramiro    (intcrvenant). 
Pardon. .  .  Monsieur.  .  .  pardon. . .  ma 
montre  ? .  .  . 

TORQ'UEMADA. 

Je  cours,  mon  cher  Monsieur,  je  cours 
Demeurez  jusqu'a  mon  retour! 

CoNCEPCiON  (apart). 
Voila  qui  ne  fait  pas  mon  compte! 

TORQUEMADA 

Excusez  moi.     Je  reviens  de  ce  pas: 
L'heure  officielle  n'attend  pas. 

{II  sort). 

SCENE  III 

CONCEPCION. 

II  reste,  voila  bien  ma  chance! 

Le  jour  de  la  semaine  ou  mon  epoux 

est  loin, 
Mon  unique  jour  de  vacances, 
Me  sera  t'il  gate  par  ce  facheux  te- 

moin? 

Ramiro  (a  part). 
II  faut  pourtant  qu'avec  la  senora  je 

cause. 
Mais...    de  quoi  diable  lui  parler? 
J'aurais  mieux  fait  de  m'en  aller, 
Car  je  n'ai  jamais  su  dire  aux  femmes 

des  choses.  . . 

CONCEPCION 

(HSsitantc,   inontranf  a   Ramiro  iinc 

des  deux  Horloges). 
Cette  horloge.  Monsieur,  la  jugez  vous 

d'un  poids 
Tel,  pour  la  deplacer,  qu'il  faille 
L'effort  de  deux  hommes  ou  trois? 

X 


Rawiro. 
Ca,  Madame? 
C'est  une  paille, 
C'est  une  coquille  de  noix, 
On  leve  ga  avec  un  doigt. 
C'est  de  la  tres  petite  ouvr:ige. 
Votre  chambre? 

CONCEPCION. 

Au  premier  etage.  .  .  Mais. 

Ramiro. 
Je  vais  I'y  porter! 

CONCEPCION. 

Ouoi!  vous  consentiriez? 

Ramiro. 
C'est  dit,  senora,  je  m'en  charge! 

CONCEPCION. 

Je  n'osais  pas  vous  en  prier! 

Ramiro. 

If   fallait  oser  au  contraire! 
Tout  muletier  a  dans  son  coeur 
Un  demenageur  amateur 
Et  voila  qui  va  me  distraire 
En  attendant  votre  mari. 

CONCEPCION. 

Je  suis  confuse! 

Ramiro. 
Cela  m'amuse! 

CoNCEPCiON  {apart). 
Tout  s'arrange  fort  bien  ainsi! 

(Haiit). 
L'escalier  est  au  fonds  du  coaloir  que 

voici .  .  . 
Vraiment,        Monsieur,        vraiment. 
j 'abuse ! 

Ramiro. 
C'est  moi,  senora,  qui  m'excuse : 
Je  fais  si  pietre  mine,  helas!  dans  un 

salon!.  . . 
Les  muletiers  n'ont  pas  de  conversa- 
tion 
(On  cntcnd  vocaliscr  Gonzalve  daris 
la  coulisse.  Ramtro  sort,  emportant 
I'horlogc  sur  son  epaule). 

SC£NE  IV. 

CONCEPCION 

(Oiti  guette  a  la  fenctre). 
II  etait  temps,  voici  Gonzalve! 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


COKCEPCION 

{With    I'cry    significant  and    half -ex- 
pressed scorn). 
Ay,    3'ou   have   reason   to   show   your 

miserliness 
Of  your  muscles,  or  at  least,  to  hus- 
band them; 
You've  none  to  spare! 

(Aloud). 
But  do  not  keep  waitin^^  any  longer 
The  municipal  pendulums. 

TOROUEMADA 

(Getting  ready  to  go  out). 
Have  I  my  tools,  my  hat? 

Ramiro    (Interrupting). 
Pardon,  IMonsieur,  my  watch. 

TORQUEM.ADA. 

I  am  in  haste,  Alonsieur,  I  run, 
And  you  wait  here  till  I  return ! 

Conception  ( aiside ) . 
This  did  -not  enter  in  my  calculation. 

TORgUEMADA. 

Excuse  me,  Ell  return  directly 
The  official  clock  must  not  wait. 

(Exit) 

SCENE  HI. 

Conception. 

He  remains.     Now's  my  chance. 
My  husband's  day  away  from  home. 
Aly  only  day  of  liberty. 
Will    it   be    ruined   by    this   annoying 
witness  ? 

■  Ramiro    (aside). 

I  ought  to  speak  with  this  woman. 
But  what  the  devil  can  I  speak  about? 
I  had  done  better  had  I  gone  away. 
Eor  I  never  did  know  how  to  talk  to 
women.  . . 

Conception 
(hesitating,  shozving  Ramiro   one   of 

the  iivo  clocks). 
This   clock,    IMonsieur,    dost   give   it 

such  a  weight 
Tliat.  to  move  it,  would  require 
The  labor  of  two  men  or  three '^ 

Ramiro. 

This,  Madame? 
Why, 'tis  a  straw. 


'Tis  a  nutshell. 

One  could  lift  it  with  a  finger. 
A  trifling  bit  of  work. 
Your  room? 

Conception. 
On  the  first  floor.     But. . . 


ril  carry  it. 


Ramiro. 


How! 


Conception. 
Would'st  do  it? 


Ramiro. 
'Tis  said,  senora,  I'll  do  it. 

Conception. 
I  never  dared  to  ask  you. 

Ramiro. 

'Twould  be  necessary  to  dare  the  con- 
trary. 

Every  muleteer  is  in  his  heart 

An  amateur  mover  of  household 
goods. 

With   that   ril    occupy   myself,    while 

I  await  your  husband. 

Conception. 
I  am  confused. 

Ramiro. 
This  amuses  me. 

Conception    (aside). 
Everything  works  well  this  w^ay. 

(Aloud) 
The    staircase   is   at   the   end    of   the 

passageway. 
Indeed,  Monsieur,  I  am  imposing  upon 
you. 

Ramiro. 
It  is  I,  senora,  I  beg  your  pardon 
Eor  making  so  pitiful  a  face.     Alas! 

In  a   parlor 
Muleteers  are  a  crude  lot. 

(GoNZALVE   is   heard   singing    in    the 

passageivay ) . 
(Exit  Ramiro  carrying  the  clock  up- 
on his  shoulder). 

SCENE  I\'. 

Conception 
(Ulio  is  ivatching  at  the  zvindozv) 
Tt  was  time,  there  is  Gonzalve! 


8 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


GONZALVE. 

Enfin  revient  le  jour  si  doux 
Harpes,  chantez,  eclatez  salves! 
Enfin  revient  le  jour  si  doux, 
Le  jour  ou,  d'un  epoux  jaloux, 
Ma  maitresse  n'est  plus  I'esclave. 
CoxcEPCiON   ipassioncmcnt). 
Gonzalve!     Gonzalve!  Gonzalve! 

GoNZALVE. 

Enfin  revient  le  jour  si  doux.  . . 

CONCEPCION. 

Oui  mon  ami .  .  .    Depechons  nous, 
Ne  perdons  pas,  a  de  vaines  paroles 
L'heure  qui  s'envole, 
Et  qu'il  faut  cueillir. 

Gonzalve   (declamant) . 
L'email  de  ces  cadrans  dont  s'orne  ta 

demeure, 
C'est  le  jardin  de  mon  bonheur  email- 

le  d'heures, 
Que  Ton  voit  eclore  et  fleurir... 

CoNCEPCiON  (impatiente). 

Oui,  mon  ami.  . . 

(A  part). 
Le  muletier  va  revenir. . . 

Gonzalve. 

Cette  image  est  tres  poetique. 

■'en  veux  faire  un  sonnet  et  le  mettre 

en   musique 
"Le  Jardin  des  Heures..."  sonnet! 

CoNCEPCiON  (apart). 

Si  le  muletier  revenait!... 

(Haut). 
Oui,    mon    ami,     mais     profitons    de 

l'heure  unique. .  . 
Tiens,  sens,  comme  battait  mon  coeur 

en  I'attendant! 

Gonzalve   {d c clamant) . 
Horloge,  c'est  ton  cocur,  le  rythme  en 

est  le  meme, 
Ton  coeur  ballant.  ton  coeur  battant. 
Que,,  melancolique,  on  entend.  .  . 
"Le  Coeur  de  I'Horloge. .  ."  poeme! 

CoNCEPCiON  {apart). 

Le  muletier  va   revenir  dans  un   in- 
stant! 

(Hatit). 

Oui,   mon    ami,   mais   vois,   le   temps 
s'acheve, 

0{i  realiser  le  doux  reve. 

X 


Gonzalve  {distrait).. 
La,  la,  la,  la, .  . .  La,  la,  la,  la. 

CONCEPCION. 

Apres  lequel  nous  soupirons. 

Gonzalve. 
Les  baisers  qu'appellent  tes  levres 
£greneront  leurs  carillons! 


Oh! 


CONCEPCION  {excedee). 


{A  ini-z'oi.v). 
Mon  ami.  .  .Oui,  mon  ami, 
Mais  l'heure  fuit,  prends  garde, 
Le  temps  nous  est  mesure  sans  pitie! 

Gonzalve. 
*'Le  Carillon  des   Armours"   . . .  sere^ 
nade. 

CONCEPCION 

(Avec  dcpit,  apercevant  Ramiro  qui 
revient). 
Et  puis,.voici  le  muletier. 

SCfiNE  V. 
Ramiro. 
C'est  fait!  Thorloge  est  a  sa  place, 

CONCEPCION. 

Deja?     Ah!  Monsieur,  que  de  graces! 

{A  part). 
II  n'y  a  pas  a  dire,  il  faut 
Qu'a  nouveau 
Je  m'en  debarasse! 

{Haut). 
Vous  allez  me  trouver  bien  folle,  cher 

Monsieur, 
Comment  vous  faire  cet  aveu? 
Done,  a  peine  etiez  vous  parti 
Avec  I'horloge  vers  ma  chambre, 

(Montrant  l' autre  horloge).. 
J'ai    refiechi 
Que  celle  ci 
Y  serait  mieux.  . . 
Que  vous  en  semble? 

Ramiro. 
Senora,  c'est  votre  plaisir? 
Je  suis  tout  a  votre  service! 

CONCEPCION. 

Tant  d'indulgence  a  mon  caprice!.  . . 
Ah!  Monsieur,  je  me  sens  rougir! 

Ramiro. 
Voila 

C'est   celle   ci,   a   I'instant   que    j'em- 
porte . . . 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


GONZALVE. 

At  last  the  sweet  day  returns, 
Sing,  ye  harps,  burst  into  praise! 
At  last  the  sweet  day  returns, 
The  day  that  my  mistress  is  no  longer 
The  slave  to  a  jealous  husband. 

Conception    (passionately). 

Gonzalve!   Gonzalve!   Gonzalve! 

GoNZALVE. 

At  last  the  sweet  day  returns! 

Conception. 

Ay,  my  friend.  Let  us  make  haste 
Let  us  not  lose,  to  vain  words, 
The  fleeting  hour. 
The  hour  which  must  be  plucked, 

Gonzalve  (pompously). 

The  enamel  of  these  dials,  gracing 
thy  home, 

Is  the  garden  of  my  happiness  enam- 
elled with  hours, 

Blooming  and  bursting  into  flower. 

Conception  (impatiently). 

Ay,  my  friend .  . . 

(Aside) 
The  muleteer  will  return. 

Gonzalve. 

This  image  is  very  poetic. 

I  will  make  of  it  a  sonnet,  and  set  it 

tO'  music 
"The  Garden  of  the  Hours",  a  son- 
net! 

Conception    (aside). 
If  the  Muleteer  returned!... 

(Aloud). 

Ay,   my   friend,   but  let  us   profit  by 

the  single  hour — 
Come,    feel   the   impatient  beating   of 

my   heart- 

Gonzalve  (pompously). 
The  clock,    that    is    your    heart,    its 

rhythm   is  the   same. 
Your     dancing    heart,    your    beating 

heart, 
Which,    melancholy,    is   heard — 
"The  Heart  of  the  Clock."  A  poem,  . . 

Conception    (aside). 
The  muleteer   will    return    in    an    in- 
stant— 

(Alotcd). 

Ay,  my  friend,  but  see,  the  time  is 

here. 
To  realize  the  sweet  dream. . . 


Gonzalve    (distracted). 

La,  la,  la,  la, — La,  la,  la,  la, — 

Conception. 

For  which  we  are  sighing,  longing. 

Gonzalve. 

The  kisses  which  your  lips  call  forth. 
Will  evoke  their  chimes ! 

Conception    (Beside  herself). 
Oh... 

(In  a  low  voice) 
Oh,  my  friend ,  . .   Yes,  my  friend, 
But  the  hour  is  passing,  take  care. 
Time  is  doled  out  to  us  pitilessly! 

Gonzalve. 
"The  Chime  of  Loves". .  .A  serenade 

Conception 
(With    vexation,    perceiving    the    re- 
turning Ramiro). 
And  now,  here's  the  muleteer. 

SCENE  V. 

Ramiro. 
'Tis  done.     The  clock  is  in  its  place. 
Conception. 

Already?      Ah!       Monsieur,  I  thank 
thee — 

(Aside). 
There  is  nothing  left  to  say, 
I  must  anew 
Rid  myself  of  him! 

(Aloud). 
I  fear.  Monsieur,  you'll  think  me  silly, 
I  know  not  how  to  confess  it  to  you. 
For,  hardly  had  you  left 
With  the  clock  for  my  room 

(Pointing  to  the  other  clock). 
When    I   thought 
That  this  one  would  be  better. 
What  think   you   of   it? 

Ramiro. 

Senora.     That  is  your  pleasure? 
I  am  entirely  at  your  service! 

Conception, 

So  much  patience  with  my  whims! 
Ah,  Monsieur,  I  feel  that  I  am  blush- 
ing. 

Ramiro. 

There 

This  one  here,  when  I  bring  the  other 
one. . . 


lO 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


CoNCEPCioN  (vivement) . 
Quand  vous  aurez  remporte  I'autre!. . 
Quelle  courtoisie  est  la  votre!... 
Vous  etes  un  vrai  paladin. 

GONZALVE. 

Cast  ainsi  que  ton  coeur,  eternel  fe- 

minin, 
Apparait   plus    mouvant   ciue    les    plis 

d'une  jupe! 
"Caprice  de  Femme"...  Chanson! 

Ramiro  (icloignant). 
Moi,  ga  m'est  egal,  ga  m'occupe. 

GoNZALVE 

{Lui  lancant  un  regard  dcdaigneux). 
Le   muletiers  n'ont   pas   de   conversa- 
tion. 

SCfiNE  VI. 

CONCEPCION 

(Ouzrant  precipitamiiient  le  coffre  de 

I  ho r log e). 
Maintenant,  pas  de  temps  a  perdel 
La  dedans,  vite,  il   faut  entrer! 

GoNzALVE   ( tragiquc) . 

Dans  cette  boite  de  cypres, 

De  sapin,  de  chene,  ou  de  cedre? 

CONCEPCION. 

Oui,  c'est  fou  je  te  le  concede, 

Mais  cede! 

Songe  done,  ici  de  nous  voir 

En  tete-a-tete,  nul  espoir!  _ 

Car  le  muletier  a  I'oeil  noir 

Se  dresse  entre  nous,  et  je  tremblel 

Au  contraire,  sans  le  savoir, 

L'horloge  et  toi,  tous  deux  ensemble, 

II  vous  emporte  dans  ma  chambre! 

GoNZALVE. 

II  me  plait  de  franchir  ton  seuil, 
Entre  ces  planches  clos,  comme  dans 

un  cercueil.  .  . 
T'y  gouterai  des  sensations  neuves, 

(//  yinstalle  dans  l'horloge). 
Et  cette  horloge  ou  m'enferme  le  sort, 
O  mon  amante,  est-ce  pas  une  epreuve 
De  I'amour  plus  fort 
Que  la  mort? 

CONCEPCION 

(Sombre  et  tragique). 

Oui,  mon  ami.  .  .  .  >    .     x^ 

{A  part). 

II  exagere! 


SCfiNE  VII. 


Don  Inigo  Gomez 
(Passant  devant  la  fenctre). 
Salut  a  la  belle  horlogere! 

CONCEPCION 

(Fermant   briisqticnient   l'horloge). 
Don  Inigo  Gomez! 
Qui  pent  ici  lui  plaire? 

Inigo. 

Sournoise  qui  le  demanda! 
Eh!  le  seigneur  Torquemada 
Ne  serait  il  pas  chez  I'Alcade? 

CONCEPCION. 

Vous  voulez  le  voir? 
Inigo. 

Dieu  m'en  garde! 

Aurais  je  s'il  n  etait  parti, 

Pris  le  chemin  de  sa  boutique? 

Moi    qui,    precisement,    usai    de    mon 
credit 

Pour  faire  confier  a  cet  heureux  man 

Le  soin  des  horloges  publiques? 

Car  il  est  raisonnable,  il  est  juste,  ii 
est  bon 

Que   I'epoux   ait   dehors   une   occupa- 
tion 

Reguliere  et  periodique 

CONCEPCION. 

Don    Inigo    Gomez    est    un    seigneur 
puissant! 

Inigo. 
Que  ma  puissance  apparait  vaine. 
Si,    quand    son    mari    est    absent, 
Certaine  belle  me  consent 
A  se  montrer  un  peu  moins  inhumaine 
Vous  seule  pouvez  tout! 

(//  vent  lui  prendre  la  main). 

CONCEPCION   (sc  dcgageant). 
Excusez  moi,  seigneur! 
(A.vec  un  regard  inquiet  sur  l'horloge 

on  se  cache  Gonzalve). 
Parlez  plus  bas.  .  .les  horloges  ont  des 
oreilles! 

Inigo   (plaintif). 
J'attends  de  votre  arret  I'exces  de  mon 

malheur.  .  .  .     ,     ,   x 

{Rcsolu). 

Ox\  felicite  sans  parcille! 

(//  la  pressc,  cllc  sc  dcgaqe  encore.  On 
voit  poindre  Vextrcmite  de  l'horloge 
que  Ramiro  rapporte  sur  son 
epaule). 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


II 


Conception  ( vivaciously ) . 
When  you  will  have  brought  the  other 

one!.  .  . 
How  courteous  you  are ! 
Indeed  you  are  a  Paladin. 

GONZALVE. 

Such  always  is  thy  heart,  eternal  fem- 
inine, 

More  ephemeral  than  the  folds  of  a 
skirt! 

"Capriciousness  of  Women."  A  Song! 

Ramiro  {mov-ing  away). 
To  me  'tis  all  the  same,  it  keeps  me 
busy . . . 

GoNZALVE 

(Tlirozciiig    after    him     a    disdainful 

glance). 
Aluleteers  are  a  dumb  lot! 

SCENE  VI. 

Conception 
(Suddenly   opening  the   chest  of  the 
clock). 
Now,  we've  no  time  to  lose!    ■ 
Quick,  in  there,  you  must  go! 

GoNzALVE  (tragically). 
In  this  box  of  cypress, 
Pine,  oak,  or  cedar? 

Conception. 

'Tis  silly,  I  admit, 

But  yield  to  me! 

For  think,  were  we  to  be  seen  here, 

all  alone. 
Then  we  were  hopeless! 
For  the  black-eyed  muleteer, 
Stands  between  us,  and  I  tremble! 
On  the  contrary,  without  knowing  it, 
The  clock  and  you.  both  together, 
He'll  carry  into  my  room. 

GONZALVE. 

It  pleases  me  to  cross  your  threshold. 
Between  closed  boards,  as  in  a  coffin, 
There  I  shall  taste  new  sensations 

(He  gets  into  the  clock). 
And  this  clock,  in  which  I  am  by  Fate 

enclosed. 
Oh,  my  beloved,  is  this  a  test  of  love, 
Stronger   than   death? 

Conception 

(Somber  and  tragic)- 
Ay,  my  friend. 

(Aside). 
He  exaggerates. 


SCENE  VII. 

Don   Inigo  Gomez 
(Passing  before  the  ivindow). 
Hail  to  the  be.autiful  wife  of  the  clock- 
maker! 

Conception 
(Closing  brusquely  the  clock). 
Don   Inigo   Gomez! 
Who  can  be  here  of  service? 

Inigo. 
Sly  woman,  that  dost  ask! 
Eh!     Signor  Torquemada, 
Is  he  not  at  the  Alcada? 

Conception. 
You  want  to  see  him? 

Inigo. 

God   forbid! 

Would  I  have  taken  the  road  to  his 
shop, 

Had   he  not  gone? 

I,  who  used  my  influence. 

To  secure  for  this  happy  husband  the 
care 

Of  the  public  clocks? 

For  it  is  reasonable,  it  is   just,   it   is 
good. 

That  the  husband  have  an  outside  oc- 
cupation, 

That   is   regular  and   constant. 
Conception. 

Don  Inigo  Gomez  is  a  powerful  gen- 
tleman. 

Inigo. 

How  useless  would  appear  my  power, 

If,  in  the  absence  of  her  husband. 

A    certain    beautiful    woman    did  not 
consent 

To  show  herself,  a  bit  more  human. 

You  alone  can  do  all! 

(He  tries  to  take  her  hand). 

Conception 
(Disengaging  herself). 
Excuse  me,  seigneur! 
(With  on  anxious  look  at  the  clock 

wherein  Gonzalve  is  hidi)ig). 
Speak  lower.  .  .   Clocks  have  ears. 

Inigo   (pleadingly). 
I  expect   from  your  decision  a  great 
misfortune- 

(Resolutely). 
Or  matchless  happiness ! 

(He  presses  her,  she  again  disengages 
herself.  The  end  of  the  clock,  z^'hich 
Ramiro  carries  on  his  shoulder,  is 
seen  to  break). 

X 


12 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


CONCEPCION 

(Dans  la  plus  grand e  ayitation). 
Seigneur,  excusez  moi! 
J'ai  les  demenageurs! 

SCfiNE  VIII. 

;  Ramiro   {posant  I'horloge). 

\     Voila! 

Et  maintenant  a  I'autre! 
(//  va  pour  prendre  la  2cuic  horloge 

dans    laguelle    est    enfermc    Gon- 

zalve). 

concepcion. 

Celle  ci  est  pent  etre  un  pen .  . . 
Je    vous    previens.  .  .     un    pen    plus 
lourde. . . 

Ramiro. 

{Chargeant  la  2eme  horloge  sur  son 

epaule). 
Peuh! 
C'est  seulement  que  Ton  dirait  que  qa. 

ballette.  .  . 
Mais  qa.  n'en  est  pas  plus  ardu.  . . 
C'est    moins    le    poids,    ces    objets    la 

que  le  volume, 
Car,  pour  le  poids,  c'est  un  fetu, . 
;  C'est  une  plume!.  . . 

(//  fait  passer  I'horloge  d'une  epaule 

a   I'autre    avec    une    aisance   prodi- 

gieuse). 
On  porte  ga,  les  bras  tendus, 
Des  combles  jusqu'a  la  cave.  . . 

CoNCEPCiON  {a  part). 

Cet  homme  a  des  muscles  de  fer! 
Mais  s'il  secoue  ainsi  Gonzalve, 
II    finira    par    lui    donner    le   mal    de 

mer.  .  . 
Je  vous  accompagne.  .  . 

Ramiro   (s'eloignant). 
Inutile ! 

Inigo. 
Quoi!  faut  il  que  vous  me  quittiez? 

CoNCEPCiON   (a  Inigo). 

Le  mecanisme  est  tres   fragile, 
Et  notamment  le  balancier.  .  . 
J'en  demande  pardon  a  votre  Seigneu- 
rie!. . . 

(Elle  seloigne). 

.   SCfiNE  IX. 

Inigo. 
Evidemment,  elle  me  congedie, 
Et  s'il  me  fallait  ecouter 


Les  conseils  de  ma  dignite, 
J'abandonnerais  la  partie.  .  . 
Cependant  je  n'ai  qu'une  envie, 
Et  cette  envie  est  de  rester! 
Dans  ces  conjonctures  extremes 
Un  amant,  penseje,  avec  art 
S'introduirait  dans  un  placard : 
Tant  pis,  ma  foi,  si  je  deroge! 
Je    congois    a    I'instant    le    fantasque 

pro  jet 
De  me  cacher 
Dans  cette  horloge 
Ces    horloges    sont    les    placards    des 

horlogers. 

(//  s'introduit  avec  effort  dans  I'hor- 
loge   trap    ctroit    pour    sa    corpu- 
lence). 
Ma  mine  imposante  et  severe 
A  la  pauvrette   faisait  pour. 
Montrons  un  autre  caractere 
Conforme  a  sa  galante  humeur, 
Et  que  nous  sommes,  au  contraire, 
Dans  le  fond,  un  petit  farceur! 

(//  entend  des  pas). 
Elle  revient .  . .  coucou .  . . 
(Ramiro  parait.  Inigo  referme  brus- 
quement  I'horloge). 

SCfiNE  X. 
(Ramiro  seiil,  Inigo  dans  I'horloge). 

Ramiro. 

Voila    ce    que    j'appelle    une    femme 

charmante! 
Maintenant  elle  me  demande 
De  venir  garder  la  boutique.  .  . 
Voila  qui  est  bien  compris  et  pratique, 
Et    c'est    ainsi    qu'une    maitresse    de 

maison 
A    chaque    visiteur    doit    asoigner    un 

role 
En  rapport  avec  ses   fagoiis, 
Moi,  ma  fagon,.  .  .   c'est  mes  epaules! 
Quand  je  vois  ici  rassembles 
Toutes  ces  machines  subtiles, 
Tons    ces    ressorts    menus,    a    i>laisir 

embrouilles. 
Je  songe  au  mecanisme  qu'est 
La      femnie,      mecanisme     autrement 

complique 
S'y  reconnaitre  est  difficile! 
A  Dieu  ne  plaise  aussi  que  je  m'arroge 
Le    soin    minutieux    d'en    toucher    les 

resserts. 
Tout  le  talent  que  m'a  donne  le  sort 
Se  borne  a  porter  des  horloges.  .  . 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


13 


Conception. 
{With  great  agitation). 
Excuse  me,   signer! 
Today   I   have   the   movers  of    furni- 
ture! 

SCENE  VHI. 

Ramiro. 

(Setting  down  the  clock). 

There!     And  now  for  the  other  one. 

{^Hc  goes   to  fetch   the  second   clock 

in  which  Gonzalve  is  enclosed). 

Conception. 

This   one  is   perhaps  a  Httle  bit... 
I  warn  you.  .  .a  little  bit  heavier. . . 

Ramiro. 

{Taking  the  second  clock   up  on  his 

shoulder). 
Pheu!     It  is  only,  as  one  would  say, 

that  it  is  not  steady, 
But  it  is  no  heavier.  . . 
'Tis   less   their   weight,   these   objects, 

than  their  size, 
For,  as  for  the  weight,  'tis  a  trifle. 
'Tis  a  feather!.  . . 

(He  shifts  the  clock  from  one  should- 
er to  the  other  zvitli   a  tremendous 
nonchalance) . 
'Tis  thus,  with  outstretched  arms,  one 

carries. 
Heaps  of  goods  to  the  cellars. 
Conception   (Aside). 

This  man  has  iron  muscles! 
But  if  thus  he  tosses  Gonzalve, 
He'll  end  by  making  him  so  dizzy... 
I'll  go  with  you .  . . 

Ramiro  (moving  off). 
'Tis  not  necessary. 
Inigo. 
How?    Must  you  leave  me? 

Conception  (To  Inigo). 
The  mechanism  is  very  fragile, 
Especially  the   pendulum . . . 
I  beg  your  Highness'  pardon!... 

(She  goes  off)' 

SCENE  IX. 

Inigo. 
Evidently,  I  am  dismissed. 
And  if  I  were  to  heed  the 
Counsels   of   my  dignity, 
I  should  abandon  the  business .  .  . 
Meanwhile.  I  have  but  one  ciesire 
And  that  is  to  remain. 


In  these  extreme  positions, 

A  lover  would,  artfully, 

Conceal  himself  in  a  cupboard : 

So  much  the  worse,  my  soul,  if  I  de- 
mean myself. 

I  conceive  this  instant  the  fantastic 
scheme 

Of  hiding  myself 

In  this  clock. 

These  clocks  are  the  cupboards  of  the 
clockmakers. 

(He  squeezes  himself,  with  great  ef- 
fort, into  the  clock,  zvhich  is  too 
narrozv  for  his  corpulence) . 

My  stern  and  pompous  bearing 

Scared  the  poor  little  woman. 

I'll  assume  another  manner. 

More  suited  to  her  passionate  temper 

And  show  her  that  I  am,  at  bottom 

Something  of  a  wag. 

(He  hears  a  step). 
She   is    returning. .  .coucou. . . 

(Ramiro   appears.     Inigo   closes   the 
clock  brusquely). 

SCENE   X. 

(Ramiro  aloiie.  Inigo  in  the  clock). 
Ramiro. 

That's  what  I  call  a  charming  woman! 

Now  she  asks  me  to  watch  the  shop; 

A  good  and  practical  woman, 

And  besides  a  capable  manager. 

To  assign  to  each  visitor  a  role 

Conforming  to  his  talents. 

I... my  talents...   are  my  shoulders! 

When   I  see  here  assembled 

All  these  subtle  machines. 

All  these  slender  springs,  wound  for 
pleasure, 

I  think  of  the  mechanism  which  is 

Woman,  a  mechanism  far  more  com- 
plex. 

To  know  which  were  difficult! 

'Twould  displease  God  mightily  were 
I  to  tamper 

In  the  slightest  with  those  springs. 

All  the  talent  that  Fate  has  given  me 

Is  limited  to  the  carrying  of  clocks.  .  . 


14 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


SCfiXE  XL 

CONCEPCION 

(Accourant  vers  Ramiro). 

Monsieur!  Ah!  Monsieur! 

(A  part). 
Dans  ma  gorge 
Les  mots  s'arretent  de  depit 

(Haut). 
Traitez  moi  de  folle,  tant  pis^ 
Mais  comment  voulez  vous  qu'en  ma 

chambre  je  garde 
Une  horloge  qui  va,  jMonsieur,  tout  de 
travers, 

(Douloureiiscment). 

Quel  martyre  affreux  pour  mes  nerfs! 

Ramiro. 
La  rapporter,  ga  me  regarde... 
A  tout  a  riieure! 

SCfiNE  XHL 

Inigo 

{Entrourant  I'Jwrloge,  a  mi-voix). 

Enfin,  il  part! 

Dieu!  que  ces  muletiers  sont  de   fa- 
cheux  bavards!.  . . 

(Haut). 

Coucou . . . 

{A  part). 

Amusons  cette  belle!... 

{Haiti). 

Coucou. . . 

CONCEPCION 

{Se  retournaut  7'crs  Vhorloge  dont 
Inigo  a  rcfcrmc  aussitot  la  parte 
siir  lui). 

Tiens,   Thorloge... 

Inigo 
{Meme  jou). 
Coucou . . . 

CoxcEPCioN  (rageuse). 

L'allusion  est  de  haut  goiit,  par  Saint 

Jacques  de  Compostelle! 

Et  le  moment  est  bien  choisi 

Pour  parler  de  coucou  ici!... 

Inigo 

(Mcme  jou). 
Coucou . . . 

Concepcion 
{apcrcevant  Inigo). 
Don  Inigo! 


Inigo. 
Coucou ! . . .  Coucou ! . . . 

{N  obleynent) . 
Oui  da  vous  avez  devant  vous 
Don    Inigo    Gomez,    roi    de    la    haute 

banque!.  .  . 
Et  meme  y  serais-je  a  geuoux, 
Si  ce  n'etait  que  la  place  mc  manque .  . 

Concepcion. 
Cessez  ce  jou,   Don  Inigo,   vous  etes 
fou! 

Inigo. 
Oui,  fou  de  toi,  6  ma  jolie. 
Fou  a  faire  mille  folies! 
Ceci  n'est  qu'un  commencement, 
Un  tout  petit  exercice  d'entrainment! 

Concepcion. 
Mais  je  n"en  veux  point  davantage! 
Tenez  vous  en  la  simplement! 
Et  sortez.  je  vous  y  engage, 
De  ce  bizarre  logement! 

Inigo. 
Eh  quoi!  lorsque  j'eus  de  peine. 
Tant  de  peine  a  entrer,   faut  il  deja 

sortir? 
Ou  il  y  eut  beaucoup  de  gene, 
On  merite  un  peu  de  plaisir! 
Manque  je  a  votrc  fantaisie, 
De  jeunesse,  de  poesie? 
Trop  de  jeunesse  aussi  a  son  mauvais 

cote, 
Un   jeune   homme    est   souvent    inex- 

perimente! 

Concepcion  (nostalgiqiic). 
En  verite!...    en  verite! 

Inigo. 
Un  rien  I'arrete  et  I'embarasse!.  . . 
Et  les  poetes,  affaires 
A  poursuivre  un  reve  ethere, 
Oublient  que  la  realite  sous  leur  nez 
passe. . . 

Concepcion 

{Avcc  line  conviction  navree). 
Si    vous    saviez    combien    vous    dites 
vrai!.  . . 

Inigo. 
Un  amant  comme  moi   offre  plus  de 
surface! 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


SCENE  XI. 

Conception 
{Running  toward  Ramiro). 
Monsieur!      Ah!     Monsieur! 

{Aside). 
The  words  are  stopped  in  my  throat 
From  vexation. 

{Aloud). 
Treat  me  as  a   fool, 
So  much  the  worse,  but  how  do  you 

expect  me 
To  keep  in  my  room  a  clock  m  which. 

Monsieur, 
Everything  goes  wrong? 

{Mournfully). 
What  a  terrible  trial  for  my  nerves! 

Ramiro. 
To  carry  it  again,  that  means  me. . . 
Presently.  .  . 

SCENE  XII. 

Inigo 
{Slightly  opening  the  clock,  in  an  un- 
dertone). 

At  last,  he's  gone. 

God!  What  nuisances  these  inuleteers 

are! 

{Aloud). 

Coucou. . . 

{Aside). 

Let's  have  some  fun  with  this  beauty. 

{Aloud). 
Coucou .  .  . 

Conception. 

{Returning  toward  the  clock  in  which 

Inigo  has  closed  the  door). 
Ah,  the  clock.  .  . 

Inigo  {Still  in  fun). 
Coucou . . . 

Conception  {Raging). 
The  allusion  is  in  good  taste,  by  St. 

Jacques  de  Compostelle! 
And  the  moment  is  well  chosen 
To  speak  here  of  cuckoos! 

Inigo  {Still  in  fun). 
Coucou . .  . 

Conception    {perceiving  Inigo). 
Don  Inigo! 

Inigo. 
Coucou!     Coucou! 


15 

{Nobly). 
Yes,  you  have  before  you, 
Don  Inigo  Gomez,  king  of  the  upper 

bench! 
I  would  be  there,  even  on  my  knees, 
If    'twere    not    that    there    were    no 

room. 

Conception. 

Quit  this  fooling,  Don  Inigo,  you  are 
crazy ! 

Inigo. 
Crazy  for  thee,  my  pretty  one. 
Enough  to  commit  a  thousand  follies. 
This  is  but  a  beginning. 
Just  a  little  exercise.  .  . 

Conception. 

But  I   want  no  more  of  it! 
Be  satisfied  with  that! 
And  leave,  I  beseech  you. 
This  strange  prison. 

Inigo, 

And  how?     After  I  had  gone  to  so 

much  pain. 
Such  trouble  to  go  in,  must  I  go  out 

already  ? 
After  so  much  uneasiness, 
One  deserves  a  bit  of  pleasure! 
Do  I  lack,  for  your  fancy, 
Youth,  poetry? 
Too  much  of  youth  has  too   its  evil 

side, 
A  young  man  is  often  inexperienced. 

Conception    {Despairingly). 

True .  .  .  true .  . . 

Inigo. 

A  trifle  halts  him  and  confuses  him.  . 
And  the  poets,  occupied 
In  pursuing  a  flimsy  dream. 
Forget   that    reality    is   beneath   their 
nose. 

Conception 

{With    broken-hearted    desperation). 
If  you  knew  how  true  you  spoke! 

Inigo. 
A  lover  like  me  offers  more  breadth! 

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L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


SCfiNE  XIII. 
Ramiro. 

(entrant   avec    I'horloge    oil    est    en- 

fermc   Gonzalve). 
Voila  I'objet!     Que   faut   il  que  j'en 
f asse  ? 

CoNCEPCiON  {indiffcrcnte ) . 
Ah!  I'horloge!.  . . 

C'est   bon!...    Merci!...    mettez   ^a 
la.  . . 

Ramiro. 
{apres  avoir  pose  llwrloge,  montrant 

cellc  d^'lNiGo). 
Et  maintenant.  c'est  celle  la 
One  dans  votre  chambre  Ton  place? 
CoNCEPCiON   {troublee). 
Dans  ma  chambre  ? .  . . 
Inigo 
{par  llwrloge  cntr'ouverte). 
Dans  votre  chambre! 
Ramiro. 
Vous  n'avez  qu'un  mot  a  dire  et  je 
I'enleve! 
CONCEPCION  {ba!s  a  Inigo). 
C'est  un  guet  apens! 
Inigo 
(bas  a  CONCEPCION  en  lid  baisant  la 
main). 
C'est  un  revel.  . . 

Ramiro. 
Est  ce  dit,  senora? 

Inigo. 
O  ivresse!. . . 

CONCEPCION 

(se  decidant  bncsquement). 
Enlevezl. . . 
Alais  n'est  ce  pas  plus  lourd? 

Ramiro. 

(chargeant  I'horloge  sur  son  epanle). 
Goutte  d'eau,  grain  de  sable. 

CONCEPCION 

(le  regardant  pleine  d' admiration,  ce- 
pendant  qu'il  emporte  llwrloge,  et 
Inigo   dans  cette   horloge,   avec   la 
plus  grande  facilitc). 
A  coup  sur  cet  homme  est  done. 

SCfiNE  XIV. 

CONCEPCION 

(ouvrant  lliorloge  oil  est  Gonzalve). 
Ah!  vous,  n'est  ce  pas,  preste!  leste! 
Treve  aux  poemes  etoiles! 


Vous  aller,  j'espere  filer, 
Et  sans  demander  votre  reste. 

Gonzalve  ( exstatique ) , 

O  imperieuse  maitresse, 
Laisse! 

Concepcion 

(evasive  et  rageusc,  cntre  ses  dents). 
La,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la. 

Gonzalve. 

Je  veux  graver  ici  nos  chifties  enlaces 
Au  tour  d'un  coeur,  de  fleches  trans- 
perse 
Comme  font  emmi  les  sites  sylvestres 
Ou  I'amour  complaisant  egara  leurs 
baisers. 

Concepcion    (excedee). 
Ah!... 

Gonzalve. 

Comme  font  deux  amants  sur  I'ecorce 
des  trembles. . . 

Concepcion. 

Demeurez  done,  si  bon  vous  semble, 

Mais  n'attendez  pas,  s'il  vous  plait, 

Que  j'ecoute  encore  les  couplets 

De  la   romance 

Qui  recommence 

Vous  avez  de  I'esprit,  mais  manquez 

d'a-propos.  . . 
J'en  ai  assez,  de  vos  pipeaux! 

(Elle  sort). 

SCfiNE  XV. 

Gonzalve 

(seuV,  dans  Vhorloge). 

En  depit  de  cette  inhumaine, 

Je  ne  veux  pas  quitter  I'enveloppe  de 

chene 
Ou  le  destin  me  fit  entrer. 
Sans  evoquer  les  nymphes  des  forets 
Qu'emprisonnait  une  semblable  gaine. 
On  n'a  pas  toujours  un  motif 
Pour  traiter  ce  sujet  au  vif : 
"Impressions   d'Hamadryade". . . 

(//   entcnd   rezfenir   Ramiro). 

Mais  prenons  garde 
Car  le  muletier  revient: 
Ces  gens  la  goiitent  pen  les  symboles 
paiens!. . . 


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SCENE  xni. 

Ramiro. 
(Entering   with    the    clock    in   which 

GoNZALVE  is  enclosed). 
Here  it  is.  Now  what  must  I  do  with 
it? 

Conception   (Indifferently). 
Ah!     The  clock! 
Well!     Thanks!     Place  it  there. 

Ramiro. 
(After  having  placed  it  in   position, 
pointing    to    that    in    zuhich    Inigo 
is). 

And  now,  that  one  there 
Goes  into  your  room? 

Conception  ( Troubled) . 
In  my  room? 

Inigo 
(Through    the   slight   opening   in   the 
clock). 
In  your  room! 

Ramiro. 
You  have  but  to  speak,  and  it  shall 
be  done. 

Conception. 

(Softly,  to  Inigo). 

This  is  a  bad  fix. 

Inigo. 

(Low,    to    Conception,    kissing    her 

hand). 

It  is  a  dream. 

Ramiro. 
Well,  signora? 

Inigo. 
Oh,  joy! 

Conception 
(Making  up  her  mind  brusquely). 
Lift  it' up! 
But  is  it  not  heavier? 

Ramiro. 
(Placing  the  clock  upon  his  shoulder). 
A  drop  of  water,  a  grain  of  sand. 

Conception 
(Looking  at  him,  admiringly,  while  he 
carries    the    clock,    and    Inigo,    in 
this  clock,  with  the  greatest  ease). 
This  man  is  gifted,  indeed. 

SCENE  XIV. 

Conception 

(Opening    the    clock   in   which    Gon- 

zalve   is). 

Ah,     You,  no?    Quick,  quick. 

A  truce  to  starry  poems! 


Quick,  let  us  not  lose  time. 
Nor  wait. 

GoNzALVE  (Ecstatically). 

O  imperious  mistress, 
Leave  me! 

Conception 
(Evasively  and  angrily,   between  her 
teeth). 
La,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la. 

Gonzalve. 

I  am  going  to  cut  here  our  mono- 
gram. 

Around  a  heart,  pierced  with  arrows 

As  the  interwined  verdure  of  wild 
landscapes  do, 

Whether  passionate  love  doth  drive 
their  kisses. 


Ah! 


Conception 
(Beside  herself). 


Gonzalve. 
As  two  lovers  do  on  the  aspen  barks. 

Conception. 

Then  stay,  if  you  like  it  better, 

But  please  do  not  expect  me 

To  hear  more  of  your  couplets, 

Of  endless  romance. 

You  have  enough  of  spirit,  but  lack 

timeliness.  . . 
I  have  enough  of  your  bird-calls. 

(Exit). 

SCENE  X]V. 

Gonzalve 

(Alone,   in  the   clock). 

Despite  this  inhuman  woman, 

I   do   not  want   to   leave   this   oaken 

envelope. 
Into  which  Destiny  has  ordered  me. 
Without  calling  the  forest  nymphs. 
Imprisoned  by  a  similar  fate. 
There  is  not  always  an  opportunity 
For  handling  this  subject  realistically  : 
"Impressions  of  Hamadryade.  . . 

(He  hears  Ramiro  returniiH/). 

But  let  us  beware. 
For  the  muleteer  is  returning: 
Those  people  have  little  taste  for  pas- 
toral symbols. 


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SCfiNE  XVI. 
(GoNzALVE,    cnfcrme   da^hs   I'horloge, 

RaMIRO,  puis  CONCEPCIONJ. 

Ramiro. 
Voila  ce  que  j'appelle  une  femme  char- 

mante! 
M'avoir    si   gentiment   ce   labeur   me- 
nage, -     ,.     '  , 
Tantot  emmenager,  tantot  demenagerl 
Voila    ce    que    j'appelle    une    femme 

charmante! 
Et  puis  cette  boutique  est  un  plaisant 

sejour; 
Entre   chaque   montee,    apres   chaque 

descente, 
Nul  importun,  par  ses  diseours, 
N'y  vient  troubler  ma  quietude  non- 

chalante .  .  . 
Rien  a  dire,  rien  a  penser; 
On  n  a  qu  a  se  laisser  bercer 
Au  tic  tac  regulier  de  tous  ces  balan- 

ciers! 
Et  les  timbres  de  ces  pendules 
Joyeusement  tintinnabulent 
Tout  ainsi  que,  par  les  sentiers 
Muletiers 

Sonnent  les  grolots  de  mes  mules .  . . 
Si  je  devais  mon  sort  changer, 
N'etais-je  muletier,  je  serais  horloger, 
Dans  cette  horlogerie,  avec  cette  hor- 

logere. 

CONCEPCION 

{entrant   bnisqiicuicnt  a  Ramiro). 
Monsieur! 

Ramiro. 

L'horloge  encor  ne  fait  pas  votre  af- 
faire? 
Bon!  Bien!  laissez,  laissez!  je  la  vais 

rechercher!. . . 

(//  sort). 

SCfiNE  XVII. 

CONCEPCION. 

Oh!  la  pitoyable  aventure! 

Et  faut  il  (|ue,  de  deux  amants, 

L'un  manque  de  temperament, 

Et  I'autre,  a  ce  point  de  nature! 

Oh!  la  pitoyable  aventure! 

Et  ces  gens  la  se  disent  Esoagnols 

Dans  le  pays  de  dona  Sol, 

A  deux  pas  de  I'Estramadure! 

Le  temps  me  dure,  dure,  dure. . . 
Oh!  la  pitoyable  aventure: 
L'un  ne  veut  mettre  ses  efforts, 
Ou'a  composer  des  vers  baroques, 
Et  I'autre,  plus  grotesque  encor, 

X 


De  l'horloge  n'a  pu  sortir  rien  qu'a 

mi  corps, 
Avec    son    ventre    empetre    de    bro- 

loquez!. . . 
Maintenant,  le  jour  va  tinir. 
Et  mon  epoux  va  revenir: 
Et  je  reste  fidele  et  pure.  . . 
A  deux  pas  de  TEstramadure    ' 
Au  pays  du  Guadalquivir!... 
Le  temps  me  dure,  dure,  dure!.  . . 
Ah!  pour  ma  colere  passer. 
Avoir  quelque  chose  a  casser, 
A  mettre  en  bouillie,  en  salade! 
{Elle  frappe  du  poing  I'horloge  oil  est 
Gonzalve). 

Gonzalve 

(  entr'ouvrant  I'horloge  ) . 
"Impressions  d'Hamadryade" .  . . 

SC£NE  XVIII. 

Ramiro. 

(rapportant  sur  son  cpaiile   thorloge 
qui  renferme  Inigo) 

Voila!... 

Et   maintenant,    senora,    je    suis    pret 

a  rementer  dans  votre  chambre 
L'autre  horloge,  si  bon  vous  semble, 
Voire  meme  les  deux  ensemble .  . . 
Ce  sera  comme  vous  voudrez! 

Concepcion   (a  part). 

Quelle  serenite,  quelle  aisance  il  con- 

serve 
Et  comme  il  jongle  avec  les  poids! 
II  les  souleve,  les  enleve.  .  . 

Ramiro. 
Senora,  faites  votre  choix! 

Concepcion   (a  part). 
Et  toujours  le  sourire  aux  leyres!... 
Vraiment  cet  homme  a  des  biceps 
Qui   depassent  tous  mes  concepts... 
Avec  lui,  pas  de  propos  mievres! 

(Haiit,  trcs  aimahle). 
Dans  ma  chambre.  Monsieur,  il  vous 
plait  romenter? 

Ramiro. 
Mais  laquelle  y  dois  je  porter 
De  ces  horloges? 

Concepcion  (Simple  ct  ncttc).- 
Sans  horloge! 

{Ellc  sort  prcccdcc  de  Ramiro). 


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19 


SCENE  XVI. 

(GoNZALVE    in    the    clock;    Ramiro, 
then  Conception  J. 

Ramiro. 

That's  what  I  call  a  charming  wo- 
man ! 

To  have  managed  so  gently  this  labor. 

No  sooner  planned  than  moved ! 

That's  what  I  call  a  charmingr  wo- 
man ! 

Then  this  shop  is  a  pleasant  place  ; 

After  each   step,  after  each  trip, 

No  word  of  impatience  in  her  speech 

Came  to  trouble  my  careless  quietude. 

Nothing  to  say,  nothing  to  think ; 

Nothing  to  do  but  sleep  in  peace. 

To  the  regular  tictac  of  the  pendu- 
lums! 

And  the  sounds  of  these  pendulums 

Joyously  jingling, 

Just  as  the  muleteers, 

On  the  highway,  sound  the  little  bells 
on  the  mules. 

If  I  could  change  my   fate, 

I  should  not  be  a  muleteer, 

I  should  be  a  clockmaker, 

In  this  clock-shop,  with  this  woman 
as  wife. 

Conception 

(Entering   brusquely,    to    Ramiro). 
Monsieur! 

Ramiro. 


The   clock   does   not   vet   suit? 


Well.     I'll  go  see  to  it. 


SCENE  XVII. 


(Exit). 


Conception. 

Oh.  pitiful  adventure! 

And  is  it  necessary  that  of  two  lovers, 

One  lacks  temperament. 

And  the  other,  this  natural  essential. 

Oh,  pitiful  adventure! 

And    these     people     call     themselves 

Spaniards 
In  the  country  of  the  Sun, 
Two  steps   from  Extramadura 
Time  hangs  heavy  upon  my  hands. 
Oh,  pitiful  adventure! 
One  does  not  want  to  take  pains, 
Except  to  compose  florid  verses, 
And  the  other,  still  more  grotesque, 


Could  come  only  halfway  out  of  the 

clock, 
With  his  belly  entangled  with  trinkets. 
Now,  the  day  nears  its  end. 
And  my  husband  will   return, 
And  I  remain  faithful  and  pure. 
Two  steps   from  the   Extramadura 
In  the  country  of  the  Guadalquivir! 
Time  hangs  heavy  upon  my  hands. 
Ah !   To  end  my  anger. 
To  have  something  to  break, 
To  smash,  to  shatter... 

(She  smashes  her  fist  into  the  clock 
wherein  is  Gonzalve). 

Gonzalve 

(Slightly  opening  the  clock). 
"Impressions  of   Hamadryad." 

SCENE  XVIII. 

Ramiro. 

(Bearing  upon  his  shoulder  the  clock 

enclosing  Inigo). 
There ! 
And  now,  senora,  I  am  ready  to  go  up 

again  to  your  room. 
The  other  clock 
If  it  suits  you. 
To  see  both  together, 
'Twill  be  as  you  desire. 

Conception   (Aside). 

What  serenity,  what  nonchalance, 
And,  like  the  juggler  with  his  weights, 
He  throws  them  up,  and  drops  them. . 

Ramiro. 

Senora,  make  your  choice! 

Conception   (Aside). 

And   always    with    a    smile   upon   his 

lips. . . 
Truly  that  man  has  biceps 
Surpassing  my  conception.  . . 
His    lips    frame    no    sly    words. 

(Loud,  very  amiably). 

Into  my  room,   Monsieur, 
D'oes  it  please  you  to  go  up? 

Ramiro. 

But  which  of  these  clocks 
Shall  1  bring  up? 

Conception 

(Simply  and  innocently). 

Without  the  clocks ! 

(E.vit  zi.'ith  Ramiro  leading). 


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L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


SC^NE  XIX. 

(Inigo  et  GoNzALVE  chacun  dans  son 

horloge). 
(Inigo  entr^oiivre  la  parte  de  I'horlo- 
ge,  tin  coucou  chante,  il  referme  prc- 
cipitaimnent  la  parte,  puis  la  raiwre, 
tine  harlage  sonne,  if  rentre,  puis 
reparait). 

Inigo. 

Men  ceil  anxieux  interroge, 
Alelancolique,  riiorizon : 
Amour!  Amour!  mechant  garqon, 
A  quelle  enseigne  tu  me  loges!. . . 
Comme  on  doit  etre  bien  chez  soi, 
Dans  un  large  fauteuil,  les  pieds  dans 

ses  pantoufles! 
Quand    je    languis    id,    tellement    a 

I'etroit, 
Que  cela  me  coupe  le  souffle!. . . 
Et  personne  pour  me  haler!... 
Personne!. . . 
Cordon,  s'il  vous  plait! 
La  porte!  la  porte!  la  porte! 
(//  la  rcfcrme  sur  lui,  an  bruit  que 

fait   GoNzALVE   entr  ouvrant  a  son 

tour  I' harlage). 

GONZALVE. 

11  m'a  semble  qu'on  appellait?. . . 

Aussi  bien,  il  est,  je  crois,  sage 

D'abandonner  notre  ermitage. 

Adieu,  cellule,  adieu,  donjon! 

Adieu,  cuirasse  et  morion 

Ou'au  chevalier  fit  revetir  sa  dame! 

Adieu,  tables  du  violon 

Dont,  poete  amant,  je  fus  I'ame. 

Adieu  cage  pour  ma  chanson. 

Cheminee  aussi  pour  ma  flamme . . . 

Adieu! 

(Apergevant    Torquemada     qui 
rentre). 
Sacrebleu! 
Voila  le  mari! 
Pour  nous  eviter  le  souci 
D'explications   sans   charme, 
Regagnons  au  plus  vite   un  asile  op- 

portun .  . . 
Depechons ! 

{II  se  trampe  d'harlage). 

Inigo 

(apparaissant  dans  ritorloge). 
II  y  a  quelqu'un! 

SC£NE  XX. 

(Torquemada,  Gonzalve,  Inigo  que 
Van  vait  blatti  dans  I' harlage). 

X 


Torquemada  {entrant). 

11  n'est,  pour  Thorloger,  de  joie  egale- 
a  celle 

De  trouver  au  logis  nombreuse  clien- 
tele! 

Messieurs,  soyez  les  bienvenus, 

Et  veuillez  m'excuser:  vous  avez  at- 
tendu  ? 

Inigo 

{dans  I'harloge,  un  pen  einbarrassc). 
Mais  comment  done,  je  vous  en  prie! 

Gonzalve 

{avec  un  enfkonsiasme  feint). 
Vos  montres  sent  de  purs  bijoux. . . 

Torquemada 
{le  ramenant  a  I'harloge  au  so   tient 

Inigo). 
C'est  de  cette  horloge,  surtout. 
Que  vous  me  direz  des  nouvelles. 

Inigo. 
Devant  que  vous  veniez,  jc  la  consi- 

derais, 
Precisement  avec  tant  d'interet.  . . 

Torqtjemada 
La  curiosite  est  toute  naturellel 

Inigo. 
Qu*a  I'interieur  j'ai  voulu  penetrer. 
Pour  examiner  de  plus  pres 
Le     fonctionnement    merveilleux     du 
pendule.  .  . 

Torquemada. 
Quais! 

Mais  je  ne  trouve  pas  cela  si  ridicule! 
Et   croyez   moi,   vous   en   aurez   pour 

votre  argent! 
Car  vous  prenez,  bien  entendu,  I'hor- 
loge? 

Inigo. 
Certes! 
Torquemada  {a  Gonzalve). 
Allons,  ne  soyez  pas  jaloux! 

{Montrant  I' autre  harlage).  ■ 
J  'ai  la  pareille  au  meme  prix :  elle  est 

a  vous : 
C'est  une  chance! 

Gonzalve. 
Mais.  .  .  sans  doute. . . 

{A  part). 
Impossible  de  dire  non. 
II  faut  endormir  ses  soupqons ; 
Mais  que  ce  trafiquant  apre  au  gain 
me  degoute! 


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21 


SCENE  XIX. 

(Inigo    and    Gonzalve    each    in   his 
clock). 

(Inigo  slightly  opcfts  the  doors  of  the 
clock;  a  cuckoo  sings,  he  suddenly 
closes  the  door,  then  re-opens  it,  one 
clock  sounds,  then  returns,  then  re- 
appears). 

Inigo. 

My  anxious  eye 

Scans  sadly  o'er  the  horizon. 

Love,  love,  v^icked  boy, 

In  what  a  fix  you  place  me! 

Just  when  I  ought  to  be  comfortably 

at  home, 
In  a  large  armchair,  feet  in  slippers, 
I   languish   here,   thus   cramped. 
How  it  cuts  off  my  breath. 
And  nobody  to  haul  me  out! 
No  one! 

A  rope,   please,   somebody 
The  door  the  door,  the  door! 

{He  closes  it  upon  himself,  to  the  noise 
made  by  Gonzalve  In  his  turn  open- 
ing the  clock),, 

Gonzalve. 

Did   someone  call? 

Well  enough,  methinks,  and  wise. 

To  abandon  our  retreat. 

Adieu,  my  cell,  adieu,  dungeon! 

Adieu,  breast-plate  and  morion, 

With  which  the  lady  fits  her  cavalier! 

Adieu,   violin,   of   which   I, 

The  loving  poet,   was  the  soul. 

Goodby,  cage  of  my  song. 

Outlet,  for  my  flame.  . . 

Adieu! 

{Perceiving  Torouemada  re-enter- 
ing). 

Sacrebleu! 

There's  the  husband! 

Let  us  avoid  the  trouble 

Of  painful  explanations, 

By  returning  at  once  to  some  handy 

hiding-place.  . . 
Let  us  make   haste 

{He  gets  the  zcrong  clock). 
Inigo 
(Appearing  in  the  clock). 
There's  someone! 

SCENE   XX. 

(Torouemada,  Gonzalve,  Inico  cozv- 
ering  in  the  clock). 


Torquemada  {entering). 

There  is  no  joy,  for  a  clockmaker, 
Like  finding  a  large  clientele  waitin'g 

for  him! 
Welcome,  gentlemen. 
And     I    crave    your    pardon.     Have 
you  waited  long? 

Inigo 

{In  the  clock,  a  little  embarrassed). 
How,  what,  I  beg  you? 

Gonzalve 

{With  feigned  enthiDsiasm) . 

Your  clocks  are  jewels! 

Torquemada 

{Leading  Jiini  to  the  clock  in  which 

Inigo  is  hiding). 

Above  all,  tell  me  some  news 
About  that  clock. 

Inigo. 

Before  you  came,  I  was  considering, 
With  so  much  interest. . . 

Torquemada. 

Curiosity  is  very  natural! 

Inigo. 

That  I  wanted  to  penetrate  into  the 

interior. 
To  examine  from  as  near  as  possible 
The  marvellous  operation  of  the  pen- 
dulum. . . 

Torquemada. 

I  see. 

But  that's  not  so  ridiculous. 

And  believe  me,  you  will  get  enough 

for  your  money! 
For,  of  course,  you  will  take  the  clock? 

Inigo. 

Certainly! 

Torquemada  {To  Gonzalve). 
Come,  do  not  be  jealous! 

{Pointing  to  the  other  clock). 
I  have  a  similar  one  at  the  same  price. 
It  is  at  your  disposal. 
It  is  a  bargain. 

Gonzalve. 

But.  .  .Without  doubt. .. 

{Aside). 
Impossible  to  say  No, 
I  must  lull  his  suspicions : 
How  this  vile  trafficker  disgusts  me! 


2.2, 


L'HEURE  ESPAGNOLE 


TORQ-UEMADA. 

Eh  bien!  nous  voila  tous  d'accord! 

Inigo. 
Je  voudrais  seulement  vous  demander 

encor 
De  me  tirer  de  cette  boite: 
Car,   soit  dit   sans   reproche, 
Elle  est   un   peu   etroite.  .  . 

TOROUEMADA 

(tirant     Inigo     et    prenant     Gon- 
zALVE  par  la  main). 

Vouillez  seconder  mes  efforts,  Mon- 
sieur. . . 

{Tous  deux  tircnt). 

He  la...  la  done...  je  t'en  souhai- 
te!... 

{Cependant  que  Torouemada  et  Gon- 
zALVE  s'efforcent,  Inigo  apergoit 
Ramiro  qui  revient,  suivi  de  Con- 
cepcion). 

SCfiNE  XiXI. 

Inigo  (appelant  Ramiro). 
Pardieu,    demenageur,    vous    venez    a 
propos! 

Torquemada 
(apercevant  Ramiro). 

Je  I'avais  oublie:  ou  avals  je  la  tete? 

{A  Concepcion). 

Ma  femme,  vous  non  plus,  vous  n'etes 
pas  de  trop ! .  . . 

(Torquemada,  Gonzalve,  Concepci- 
on font  la  chaine  et  tirent  Inigo, 
mats  la  chaine  sc  romp  et  Inigo  est 
toujours  dans  rhorloge.  Ramiro 
prend  Inigo  a  bras  le  corps  et  I'en- 
Icve  de  I'horloge  le  plus  naturelle- 
ment  du  nionde). 

Ramiro. 
V^oila. 

Inigo. 
Sacrebleu,   quelle   peigne! 

Concepcion. 

De  sa  vigueur  chacun  tenioigne! 

Torquemada  (a  Concepcion). 

Vous    n'aurez    pas    encor    d'horloge, 

chere  amie. . . 

Concepcion 
(montrant  Ramiro). 
Regulier  comme  un  chronometre, 


Monsieur  passe,  avec  ses  mulets 
Chaque  matin,  sous  ma  f enetre .  . . 

Torquemada  (d  Ramiro). 

Chaque  matin,  done,  s'il  vous  plait, 
Vous  lui  direz  I'heure  qu'il  est. 

{Les  acteurs  viennent  avec  intention 
se  placer  stir  le  devant  de  la  scene, 
aprcs  s'etre  offert  mutuelleuient,  en 
de's  ceremonies  affectees,  I'honneur 
de  commencer  Vaddresse  au  pu- 
blic). 

QUINTETTE  FINAL. 

Gonzalve. 
Un  financier.  .  . 

Inigo. 
Et  un  poete.  .  . 

Concepcion 
(pouffant  de  rire). 
Un  epoux  ridicule.  . . 

Torquemada. 
Une  femme  coquette.  .  . 

{Ensemble). 

Gonzalve. 

Qui  se  servent,  dans  leurs  discours, 
De  vers  tantot  longs,  tantot  courts.  .  . 
Au    rythme   qui    se    casse,   a    la    rime 
cocasse. 

{Tous  approuvent). 

Ramiro. 
Avec  un  peu  d'Espagne  autour. 

Concepcion. 

C'est  la  morale  de  Boccace : 
Entre  tous  les  amants,  seul  amant  ef- 
ficace. 

Ramiro. 

11  arrive  un  moment,  dans  les  deduits 
d'amour 

Concepcion. 
Oi^i  le  muletier  a  son  tour. 

Tous. 

II  arrive  un  moment  dans  les  deduits 

d'amour 
Ou  le  muletier  a  son  tour. 

rideau. 


THE  SPANISH  HOUR 


2Z 


TORQUEMADA. 

Well,  now,  we  are  agreed! 
Inigo. 

I  would  only  ask  you,  in  addition, 
To  pull  me  out  of  this  box, 
For,  faultless  though  it  be, 
It  is  a  little  narrow. 

TOROUEMADA 

{Pulling  Inigo  and  taking  Gonzalve 
by  the  hand). 

Please  help  me,  gentlemen .  . . 

{Both  pull). 

He... la!     There!     I'll  help  you  out 
of  it! 

{Meanii'hile,  while  Torquemada  and 
Gonzalve  are  striving,  Inigo  per- 
ceives Ramiro  returning,  folloived 
by  Conception.) 

SCENE  XXI. 

Inigo 
{calling  Ramiro). 
By  God,  mover  of  furniture,  you  come 
just  in  time! 

Torouemada 
{perceiving  Ramiro). 
I  had  forgotten  him ;  where  was  my 
head? 

{To  Conception). 

My  wife,  you  too,  all  can  help! 

(Torquemada,  Gonzalve,  Concep- 
tion make  a  chain  and  pull  Inigo. 
But  the  chain  breaks  and  Inigo  is 
still  in  the  clock.  Ramiro  takes 
Inigo  around  the  body  and  prdls 
him  out  of  the  clock  just  as  natural- 
ly as  you  please). 

Ramiro. 
There! 

Inigo. 
Sacrebleu,  what  a  fix! 

Conception. 
Each  one  bears  witness  to  his  strength! 

Torouemada    {To   Conception) 
You  still  want  a  clock  from  me,  dear 
friend  ? 

Conception 
{Pointing  to  Ramiro). 
Regular  as  a  chronometer, 


Monsieur  passes,  with  his  mules, 
Each  morning,  beneath  my  window. . . 

Torquemada  {to  Ramiro). 
Each  morning,  then,  if  you  please. 
You  will  tell  her  what  time  it  is. 
{The  actors  come  with  the  intention 
of   placing    themselves    before    the 
fore-scene,    after    having    mutually 
paid  their  respects  to  one  another, 
in  affected  ceremonies,  and  offering 
each  other  the  opportunity  to  com- 
mence the  address  to  the  public). 

FINAL  QUINTETIE. 

Gonzalve. 
A   financier — 

Inigo. 
And  a  poet — 

Conception 

(Bursting   into    laughter). 
A  ridiculous  husband. . . 

Torquemada. 

A  coquettish  wife... 

{Together). 

Gonzalve. 

Who  use,  in  their  speech. 
Verses  now  long,  now  short.  . . 
In     broken     rhythm,     in     ridiculous 
rhyme . . . 

Ramiro. 

With  a  bit  of  Spain  around. 

Conception. 

This  is  the  moral  of  Boccaccio: 
Among   all    lovers,   the   only    efficient 
lover. . . 

Ramiro. 

There  arrives  a  time,  in  the  occupa- 
tions of  love. 

Conception. 
When  the  muleteer  has  his  turn. 

All. 

There  arrives   a   moment,   in  the  oc- 
cupations of  love, 
When  the  muleteer  has  his  turn. 

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